Another Tale From The Front Desk

This tale happens more often then not. It amazes me each time, but I thought you would like to hear about the first time it ever happened to me. I was working in the office behind the front desk when I heard a mans voice from up front call to the back. "Uhm..Hello?" So I holler back, "Be right there!" As I walk up the the front, I see a gentleman there without a shirt on. The front desk is about chest height, so I only see from the pecs up. It is actually common for guys to come to the desk without a shirt. Sometimes they are stopping by to check for mail on the way back from the pool, or came to the desk for a paper and only put pants on. For these reasons, I was no fazed by the guy with no shirt. He then tells me, "Uh, I locked myself out and I need a spare key." Out of shear habit, it is customary to ask for identification before giving out a key, so I say, "Sure, no problem, I just need to see your ID first." He then states, "I don't have it with me." As I start to explain that we need ID to give out spare keys, there is a scream from the kitchen, I turn to look and there is a female guest, pointing at the man in shock! That is when the gentleman explains, "I was putting trash outside my door without getting dressed and the door shut behind me." I don't know who was embarrassed more. I quickly gave him a spare key and a newspaper to cover up with as we had no towels at the desk. But like I said before, this was not the only time this happened to me. And as I got older and wiser, I now know there are exhibitionists that actually will do this on purpose. Had I known then, I might have had a bit more fun at the guys expense. Hope you got a chuckle. Love to all.

Burly Bear Chris

Another Tale From The Front Desk

This tale is one that did not happen to me personally, but rather to a close friend of mine. Working at hotel front desk, as with any late night job, is not without its risks, as you will see. One evening I am working at crunching my numbers when I get a call from one of our sister properties. I knew my friend was working so I answered, "Hey bud, whats up?" On the other end all I hear is a loud roar of laughter from what sounds like a group of people. "Hellooo?" I say and finally my friend stops laughing enough to say hello back. He tells me the story, "You are not going to believe what just happened to me. I was working here at the desk when the doors opened. I looked up and there was a man with a mask stand inside the door, but he would not come any closer than the door. I asked him if I could help him and he pulled out a knife and tried to rob me." I was shocked. "Oh no! You must be okay, you are laughing. Why are you laughing anyway?"  He continues with the story, "When he pulled out the knife I could see it was a butter knife. You know, the kind with the tiny dull blade. So I told him to get the hell out of here. He threw the knife at me and it hit the wall about 10 feet from me. When he turned to run away, the cops were pulling in to patrol the parking lot. He ran right into their car. The cops are here still laughing at out clumsy this guy was." After sharing in their enjoyment I hung up, shook my head and went back to work thinking to myself this was yet another story no one else would believe. Hope you enjoyed the tale. Love to all.

Burly Bear Chris